MillerTestimony

He Victoriously Healed Me! In February, 1999, our church congregation was devastated by the news that our Pastor's
wife had been diagnosed with breast cancer. Not cancer! Not our Pastor's Wife! Not our friends! These are people we have
laughed and cried with and people we love dearly. We had started a church together and had worked and watched it grow from
14 to over 1400 in five years. Although, we were all shaken by this news, as a church we had to stand up strong and straight in
our faith. At that time, my husband, Robert was the Assistant Pastor of our church, and I served as the Minister of Christian
Education. While this was a difficult time for our church, it was truly a time God used to increase our faith. We all grew stronger
in our Christian walk, in our prayer life and in God's Word. We believed God for His healing power. I can remember many of the
details going through this challenge with our friends as if it were yesterday. I remember standing in my shower one day praying
for my friend's healing and also examining my own breast. I asked God, "please do not let me ever have breast cancer. Please
God, don't let this happen to me." Not that I felt that I was better than my friend or anyone else for that matter, but you know how it
is, no one wants to have the big "C". Well, God healed my friend and today she is cancer free! Praise the Lord!

Within this same year, God called my husband and I to start a new church. We left our home church with 23 members to begin a
new and exciting church ministry. Starting a new church is difficult work, but it is also very rewarding to see the hand of God
moving. Even in the midst of good, evil is always present. After one of my difficult menstrual cycles, I noticed my left breast was
swollen slightly and the nipple looked very rough. I wanted to ignore it and wait it out, but after my husband also called it to my
attention, I knew I had to check it out. After an examination, mammogram and biopsy it was confirmed. I had Inflammatory
Breast Cancer. I really did not understand how this could happen. I had asked God specifically not to let this happen to me.
Lord, I have always tried to be faithful. I have always tried to be good. I am a good church worker. I am a good wife and a good
mother. Why was this happening to me? Lord, there was too much work to do in our new church. I have two new grandchildren.
I want to see them grow up. I want to see my children and be with them in their adulthood. I want to grow old with my husband.
It took me a few days to pull it together and realize this was not from God. Then I got MAD! This was an attack from the enemy.
Satan was trying to take me out. He was trying to kill me. No! No! No! This was not the way it was going to happen. I'm going to
fight! I have to fight! I have no choice. It was time to exercise my belief and put into action all those words and phrases we say
as Christians. I had to put on the whole armor of God and fight the devil. I must believe God is a healer! I must believe God is
able to do exceedingly and abundantly above all that I can ask or think. I must believe Jesus loves me. There is too much vision
in me to die with breast cancer.

Okay, so what was next? First, all the tests. Blood test, bone scan, brain scan, CAT scan and so many other test I never knew
existed. Thank God all my test showed the cancer had not spread. Next, I immediately started Chemotherapy. Chemo is tough
just like everyone says. The sickness and loosing my hair was extremely difficult. I had to stop being so busy and trying to run
so many things at home and at church. It was time for me to concentrate on me. Chemo is poison, but I preferred to think of it
as burning out the old stuff so that God could pour in the new! I was very overweight. So, I began a rigorous nutrition routine.
Through prayer and research, I learned to eat the foods, herbs and vitamins that were best for my body and that could help me
fight the disease. All this is too numerous to outline here. I could write a book about all that I learned in my research. Let me
just say this, we are killing ourselves with many of the foods we eat. We do not eat enough fruit and vegetables. We do not drink
enough water. We eat too much sugar, fast, fried and processed foods. I really praise God for what He taught me here. I lost
over 60 pounds and was able to keep by blood counts up during chemotherapy.

Next was breast surgery. I got two doctor opinions and they both said that word 'mastectomy'. Why did I have to loose my
breast? Why not just a lumpectomy? With Inflammatory Breast Cancer, the whole breast is affected. How would I handle this?
Even more, how would my husband handle it? He loves my breast! I love my breast! A woman's breast are her treasure, and to
loose one or both is a traumatic experience. Even in this, God gave me the courage and strength to go through. I wanted to live!
My husband and I committed ourselves to prayer and to the Word. We began to pray scriptures of healing over both of our
bodies. Three times a day--morning, noon and evening. We came together in prayer and made our request known to the Lord.
"I shall not die, but live to declare His work. God you sent your word and your word healed me. My body is the temple of the Holy
Ghost and nothing that is not of you can dwell in me. No evil shall befall me, neither shall any plague come near my dwelling, for
you have given your angels charge over me and they keep me in all my ways, and in my pathway is life, health and healing. God
you heard our prayers and you have seen our tears and you have healed me." Lastly, after surgery, I had to have 30 plus shots of
radiation. I wish I could say I never had weak moments, but I had many. I wish I could say I did not cry many tears, but I did. I
had been through a lot. Only God took me through to the end because in my own strength, I was tired.

Through it all my testimony is this -- God is Good! You may think, what a strange thing to say, but it is true. God is good! I
gained a lot and learned a lot from breast cancer. My relationship with God and my prayer life have become so much richer. I
learned how to take the Word of God and use if for deliverance. I learned how to properly nourish and take care of my body, and
I lost sixty pounds. What Satan meant for my harm, God used it for my good and His glory. I am blessed to have a wonderful
husband, children, sisters, brothers and friends who never left my side and who prayed and fasted on my behalf. I am blessed
beyond measure. I had a spiritual awakening that I may not have never known had it not been for my experience with breast
cancer. It has been two years and I am cancer-free! All because God healed me! All glory, honor and praise belong to Him and
Him only. Thank you Lord! Thank you Lord! Thank you Lord!